Rebirth: Daughter of Marquis

The two words "Hou Mansion" stung Xia Weilan's heart. She didn't know what to feel in her heart.

Yeah, this is the Hou Mansion.

What does it have to do with her, Xia Weilan? There were no longer any people here for him to worry about. The reason why she couldn't forget about his previous life was only because she couldn't let go of it.

What did the Hou Mansion having to do with her?

It was as though he hadn't. Then why was she so excited?

She did not understand her own heart. She was even more confused and a little lost.

"Grandmother, your granddaughter is naturally willing. I'll start studying another time, as long as Grandmother doesn't dislike your granddaughter." The corner of Xia Weilan's mouth hooked up into a pure and beautiful smile, and a limpid light shone from within the phoenix eye.

An idea flashed through her mind. Evil and darkness, yet at the same time, it made her feel excited.

"Since you are willing, then it is naturally good." Old Mistress Xia grabbed Xia Weilan's hand as she sized up the gentle and elegant granddaughter in front of her. She was magnanimous and hardworking.

"Grandmother, granddaughter only has one request. Granddaughter wants to see all the accounts over the years, so I'll have to trouble Second Aunt to deliver the items over." Xia Weilan said with a smile.

Old Mistress Xia thought for a while, then made up her mind.

"That's not difficult, I'll get someone to say it, and then ask them to send the Accounts over to you, but you have to pay attention to your body too, don't stay up late." Old Mistress Xia said sincerely and sincerely as she held her hand.

Xia Weilan nodded lightly: "If that's the case, then it's the best."

"What did you say?" Old Mistress sent people to retrieve the Accounts from the past? " Second Aunt's face was filled with shock. His expression was one of panic, but he pretended to be calm.

The Second Aunt's personal maidservant. Lan'er hurriedly nodded and said, "That's right, the maidservant that came over also said that Old Mistress Xia wants all the Accounts from the past."

Second Aunt's body retreated a few steps, staggered a bit, and held onto a corner of the chair tightly. His handkerchief was also deformed, and his face became even more pale: "What did you say? All before? "

Lan'er nodded seriously.

Second Aunt was panicking in his heart. If he were to hand over the Accounts, he was afraid that …

"Madam, we can do this!" Lan'er's mind came up with a plan as she brought the body closer to the Second Aunt's ears and whispered into them.

In an instant.

"Is this feasible?" Second Aunt was a little worried, but in his heart, he was already beginning to agree with this idea. Because, right now, there was no other way besides this.

"Ma'am, if you want to, there's nothing else you can't do." Ran smiled and complimented.

Lou Wen.

"Reporting to Old Mistress Xia, Second Aunt said that because there are indeed too many Accounts, if we organize them, it would take some effort, so we can only wait until the afternoon to send all of them over." A maidservant whispered as he stood beside the Old Mistress Xia.

Old Mistress Xia frowned, waved her hand, and then she went down.

Xia Weilan sat at the side and only smiled, not saying anything else.

Late at night, the cicadas outside the window were clamoring non-stop.

As the soft moonlight fell in, the candle flame flickered.

In front of a normal wooden Table, a woman was looking at something at the front of the table. Her eyebrows were tightly knitted, and there was no sign of any temperature or Smiling on her face.

"Miss, it's already late. We'll see about this Accounts tomorrow." Yue Er yawned on the side and poured herself a cup of green tea.

Xia Weilan didn't even raise her head as sshe reached out her hand to touch the spot where the tea was placed and took a big gulp. This could be considered as clearing her thirst, as he continuously flipped through the thick Accounts s with her other hand.

Only after a long while did she finally look up. Seeing that Yue Er's body was barely holding on, she looked outside the window and saw the moon hanging high in the sky. Presumably, it was already late at night.

"Hurry up and go back to sleep. It's already so late." Xia Weilan stood up and took a piece of Clothes from the shelf and covered Yue Er's body with it.

Yue Er sat on the chair, almost falling asleep. Feeling the sudden warmth and weight of her body, she immediately jumped up from the chair. The expression on her face had a look of fear: "Don't hit me!"

Xia Weilan's eyes froze for a moment, and Yue Er did the same. Their eyes met, and both master and servant actually started laughing loudly.

"Then Miss, do you need to rest? This servant will wait on Miss to rest." Yue Er said as she extended her hand out to take off Xia Weilan's Clothes.

Xia Weilan actually did not want to sleep, and she was not tired either. However, she did not stop Yue Er from doing so, because she knew that if this silly girl did not sleep, Yue Er would definitely not sleep either. She must have insisted on accompanying her, so she could only allow Yue Er to do as she pleased.

Only when he saw Xia Weilan lying on the bed, did Yue Er finally relax. Before he left, he even extinguished the candle flame.

Xia Weilan stood up, wanting to stop her actions, but she laughed helplessly and lied back down.

With a "creaking" sound, carefully closed the door.

After a long while, Xia Weilan finally got up and casually took a thin coat and draped it over her body. She only lit a small candle beside the Table and sat by the window.

He then looked at the accounts seriously.

Her hands carefully caressed the Accounts. This kind of Accounts had been like this for many years, and the paper had already turned slightly yellow.

There was a trace of doubt in Xia Weilan's heart, she could not believe it, why was there not a single mistake on the Accounts anymore, the previous book, on the other hand, was full of loopholes, and it was even in a state of loss.

What was going on? Her brows furrowed more and more, and she couldn't figure it out no matter how hard she thought.

In December, 10,000 taels of silver was paid out, 7,000 of them were paid, the remaining 3,000 taels were paid.

Xia Weilan's hands carefully caressed this figure. At that time, she was just ten years old, yet Xia Yuying had stolen her favorite thing away and even complained to Xia Zhengyan about it. She was scolded at by him for a good while, but she could only watch as her beloved thing was taken away by Xia Yuying.

Thinking up to here, her hands suddenly tightened as her eyes flashed with pain. In her previous life, she felt like there were no more strength, and she did not have any other feelings, so she could not think any further.

She was so weak that she could not even cry anymore. She could only lie on the Table s as she looked around.